First Quarter

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Cyril

A week later.

A guard dozing off on top of the wooden gates jolted awake from the sound of the hooves of the horses. He stood up alertly and used his enhanced senses to look through the woods. Since his Blessing was seeing far away, greater than their wolves’ eyes, he was assigned as a lookout at the gates.

The guard squinted his eyes, and then widened them when he recognized who was riding the fastest and leading horse.

He ran to the edge of the gates, then looked down at the idling guards and yelled. “The young Alpha is back! Prepare to open the...